Saturday, April 11, 2009

When speaking of love,and how often we do,what exactly do we mean?There are so many kinds of emotionsthat hide themselves in that word...Even hate hides there in a tone of voice,a turn of mouth, and so it would see m

it’s only a word, just a word… Love.

But when they see each other,and their hearts give a lurch,and they smile without knowing it,opening like flowers,

turning to each otherlike blossoms to the sun,they forget it’s only a word, just a word…In that moment it's their lives … and they love.

Sometimes so much happen here at Second Life that makes me wonder why.I want to know the truth, but everybody tells his story.I want to know answers, but I only get more questions.I think that I think too hard.Tim found me this nice song of Holly Brook.

Curious

Someone tell me what to doI feel like I must be a foolFor ending up right back at the startThe things that we don't comprehendAre laughing at my mind againI think that I think too hardAnd I don't give enough credit to my heart

I'm soDamn curious to knowAnd there are tooMany unanswered questionsThat we hold onto

I've put my theories to the testYou know I've tried to do my bestBut maybe we weren't meant to strike goldSometimes things that you ignoreAre all the things I'm looking forWill I learn to let goGive into love and listen to my soul

I'm soDamn curious to knowAnd there are tooMany unanswered questionsThat we hold onto

Portraits of your loved onesAre more than what you seeAll the elements they captureAre more to you than meA different dimension we've yet to defineThere's a forest to cut through with thorns and vinesThere is no reason to try

I'm soDamn curious to knowAnd there are tooMany unanswered questionsThat we hold onto